[C/P] Tea and Cookies

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

One would think that a sunset could lose its luster after a long while, but sometimes just sitting down and enjoying the view is enough to bring the love for it back. It has been several days, weeks, maybe even a month since the catastrophe occurred, and every single one of those days had been filled with training and fighting for the lone man whom had just taken a seat atop a café building. There were very few breaks, and all of those pauses were short lived. Not once did he actually sit down and enjoy something as much as he had just recently begun to do and to be honest, he felt stupid for never doing it before. The view before him was stunning, and he honestly forgot that he was sitting at a table inside of a video game, his real body most likely lost somewhere in the abyss of the unknown. Yet, this was real enough for him. This was his reality; Elder Tale.

Saber sat atop a cafe named Creamery Fluff, and it was owned and run by a group of five fellow adventurers. They had a beautiful array of desserts (cookies, cakes, tarts, crepes, and etcetera) to choose from and a wonderful selection of drinks ranging from mixes and smoothies, to simple milks and coffees. Saber avoided pretty much all of that, however, and kept to one simple order; tea. He left it up to the owners to decide which tea to give him every time he showed up, and he was happy he did. Every time he arrived, there was a new flavor to taste. Sometimes it was an experiment, other times it was something he recognized, but every time it tasted quite soothing and relaxing. Being the simple minded man that he was, Saber didn’t bother with trying to decide whether he liked the drink or not. Instead, he simply drank it with the expectation that he wouldn’t be poisoned. So far, the ladies had not decided to kill him yet which meant that they must have enjoyed his business. So much so that he never even ordered anymore; they simply sent up a cup whenever he opened the door and his waitress was usually right on his heels with his drink when he sat down.

Yet, today was different, and Saber looked to his waitress with a needy eye as she placed a saucer and an empty cup before him. She smiled at his wary expression and passed the humble patron a copy of the menu she kept in the back pocket of her work uniform. Once he had it, she returned her focus to pouring his drink. She did so carefully and slowly, as to not spill the hot liquid on herself, the table, or her regular customer. Once the cup was full, the waitress place the kettle down at the table’s center, took a step away from the table, and patiently stood by as Saber’s eyes began to glaze over the words on the menu he eyed. He didn’t exactly have any kind of sweet tooth, as he didn’t eat many sweets in the first place. But that didn’t mean he didn’t like to snack a little sometimes. At first, he considered one of the cakes. He had tasted a very thin slice of the Chocolate Cascade before and had submitted to its delicious flavor, downing the rest in one or two bites. However, after that, he never really ordered anything else. Today, he would be bold.

“Two slices of the Chocolate Cascade. Not thin, but actual sized please.” With that, Saber straightened up and extended the menu back to the pretty waitress who was waiting for him. She bowed her head and smiled, performing the overly polite motion Saber had now grown used too.

“Of course, Sir Saber. I shall return with your order shortly. Please enjoy your tea in the meantime.” After essentially confirming that he was going to get what he asked for, the woman turned away and walked across the roof of the building to the stairs. As she did so, Saber eyed her and brought the filled tea cup up to his lips. He took a sip, savoring the delicious taste as he watched his fellow adventurer vanish down the stairs. Once she was gone, Saber released a sigh; he should have said something, but maybe not. Doing so would have probably made things awkward.

Another sigh escaped Saber’s lips and he leaned back into his chair, lounging slightly as he made himself comfortable. His eyes twisted away from the stairs and he decided it was best not to worry about such trivial things. Romance was something he did not understand, as was his nature and because of his lack of experience. Attempting to make sense of those strange, warm feelings he was suddenly having, was futile so he tried to avoid it as much as possible. After meeting that strange foxtail, Kitty, a few days prior, Saber had slowly been opening his eyes to a lot more things in the world. One of those things were his own emotions, but he was very careful with how he handled them. Saber was much better at locking them into a box and sealing it all away, as it kept things distant and much easier to comprehend.

When he left everything to logic, understanding and making rational judgments during a battle came easy and allowed him to move without thinking of the consequences until he had to deal with them head on. That helped him remain strong, and it kept him alive. Removing his emotions from the equations set before him allowed Saber to do a great many things without second guessing anything. Now that he could see, and feel, a crack in his armor; he had a feeling that he would be doing a lot more than caring about the sunset which was before him. And that bothered him. It bothered him to the point of anger, confusion, and just pure rage. Hate was something that Saber embraced, because it pushed him. His anger was a never ending drive that he could pull fuel from and could use to fight for days at a time. If he lost that drive, then reaching level ninety would become even more difficult than it already was. And he would have none of that.

“Maybe I should tell her no…” Saber whispered to himself as he lifted the cup of tea to his lips again. That “her” was Kitty, and the no would be to her attempting to get close to him. The woman had made such motions quite obvious, and after her kiss, Saber couldn’t help but be angry with himself. Some would say that he should be angry with Kitty for trying to push into his life, but he did not think anything near that. No, their meetings were purely coincidental and there was an extremely slim chance that he would see her so many times so quickly unless either she was stalking him, or someone was pulling some strings. If that was the case, than maybe it was best for him to cut those strings early and try to slip away from her sight long enough for her to forget him, even if it meant leaving London for a while. He didn’t want to, but he would do what was necessary if it meant his own sanity and safety as well as the security of someone else’s happiness. He was someone who wanted to help people, but kept his distance at all times. This woman was trying to do quite the opposite. It was as if she needed him and was trying to get as close as possible. Just thinking about what could happen should that relationship fail made Saber’s tea taste sour, and he was forced to set it down on the table.

“You’re a terrible person, Saber.” The Assassin released a heavy sigh and closed his eyes slightly as he stared up at the distant sunset. It was really pretty this evening, wasn’t it?

: Post Title :
-Decisions on the Roof-

: Word Count :
1349

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
-none-

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

Out for Tea~

The sun was still high as Ame, the well- known, blonde cleric found herself wandering the town. As usual, her ears were perked high and her tail wagged happily behind her as she nodded her head and smiled at the Landers and adventurers who met her gaze as she passed them. She hadn't been in the world for an extremely long time or anything, but somehow, she seemed to stick herself into the brains of all she passed. The Landers had come accustomed to her and always greeted her with kindness and she had many adventurers that came to her for her abilities more often then not. Not that she minded it though, it had been a goal upon realizing that she was stuck in the world of Elder Tale to meet new people and make alot of friends, something she didn't have in her world, the other world. Well, she still didn't know what to call it now, as she had slowly begun to think of this life as her own. In truth, it was her reality now and the memories of her other life slowly pushed themselves to the back of her brain, only allowing thoughts of her family to reach through every once and a while and remind her that she was apart of another world, somewhere. She rarely thought the thoughts anymore, but sometimes she would think about what was happening there, she would think of how she got here, but the thoughts would slip away as soon as they came up.

"Kitty, you look beautiful today! Is that a new dress?" The voice beside her made her thought process stop and she looked to the Lander beside her with a smile. "It is! Thank you for noticing! You have the day off?" She had come very familiar with the Lander butcher who she spoke to her. She had visited him many times in order to complete recipes that she had wanted to create and they had built a friendship. The Lander was an older man, but refined, a little like George Clooney, with his salt and peppered hair and his glowing brown eyes. As he nodded and let out a burly man laugh, she found herself giggling. "Well, enjoy it while you can!" With her words, she felt a low grumble in her stomach and both her and the Lander looked down at it. "You wouldn't happen to know a nice place that serves tea, and maybe some snacks, would you?" She smiled, a small giggle released and she felt her face flush with embarrassment. "Why yes, I do happen to know a place like that. It's called the "Creamery Fluff" and you're pretty close to it." He smiled and she brought up her interface, the Lander showing her the route to take. Once his directions were complete, she bowed to him and thanked him. "Have a nice day!" She turned and waved and then began walking towards the little tea shop.

Before she arrived, the narrator of the story would like to explain her dress. She had acquired it on a shopping journey with her sweet little sister, Lavinia. Really, she was just a close friend, but with her current callings of Nee- san, she had begun to think of her as her little sister, especially when she changed her hair color to blonde. The two were practically identical, except for their height, and.. well, their bust size.. Anyways! Lavinia had picked it out for her and had even got a similar one to match. Ame felt a little bad wearing it without her, but she just wanted to be in something that wasn't armor and she figured it would be strange to wear a bathing suit around town. The dress was a decent length, cutting itself off just above her knee. The top was a two finger wide strap and it was decently low cut, allowing her, quite voluptuous bust to be slightly exposed, though not to the point of being 'too much,' though to any man, I wouldn't see how that was possible. The bottom of the dress was lined with a blue frill and the top had a blue ribbon tied in a lengthy bow with two buttons and a slightly corset look to it, also frilling slightly around the height of the material. It was quite the flowing dress, tight fitted to the top, but allowing it to flow at the waist, and good luck hiding anything if the wind were to pick up. She wore blue flats to match and wore her hair long and flowing and had a blue ribbon tied as a headband. She also paired the outfit with a blue ribbon around her waist and attached, was two small plushies that had 'mysteriously' appeared in her inventory. Now, back to the story.

As she came up to the tea shop, she stepped forward and put her hand to the doorknob, turning it lightly and pushed the door open as she stepped inside. She was greeted by a sweet, smiling waitress with pink hair who took her hand. "Welcome to the Creamery Fluff! Unfortunately, right now we only have tables available on the roof top and it will be about an hour wait until anything is ready on the main floor. We apologize for the inconvenience." The waitress gave her a pout face and Ame stared at her for a moment before smiling. She nodded and simply said, "The rooftop is fine." She widened her smile as the pink haired waitress grinned happily and took her hand, leading her up to the roof top. "This must be your first time here, I've never seen such a pretty adventurer before!" Ame felt her face flush as the waitress spoke to her. Was she trying to compliment her for a better tip, or was she just being nice? "I'm super jealous of your dress too.. If I didn't know you could kill me in a heart beat, I might have tried to steal it from you!" Ame widened her eyes and let out an awkward, kind of of creeped out laugh as she listened to the waitress words and then the giggle that was half joking, half serious afterwards.

Soon, thankfully, they came up to the roof tops door. "Have a seat any where you would like and I'll bring you something to drink. What would you like?" Ame shook her head. Didn't they have a menu for this sort of thing? What kind of waitress doesn't even tell you the options. She shrugged and simply said, "Surprise me." She smiled quaintly, but regretted her decision after the waitress showed a strange gleam in her eye. Was she going to poison her now. She sighed as the waitress told her she would come find her and headed down the stairs. She shook her head and turned the handle, opening the door to the roof. Her eyes were low as she stepped onto the roof top and closed the door behind her. She was considering leaving, as she didn't want to get poisoned, but she shook her head. "Nonsense." Her voice was a whisper and she smiled lightly. She felt the wind blow her hair and she raised her head, taking a step forward. As she looked up, and straight ahead, she stopped. Her eyes widened and she swallowed hard, but she felt paralyzed. There, in front of her, sat the lonely assassin. She hadn't seen him since he had made her staff, since she had kissed him and she had been gone for who knows how long. Now, he sat directly in front of her and all she could do was stand and stare. What was she going to do now? Was he going to make her leave the tea shop? She just wanted some tea and some food, but no, the world couldn't give her peace.. Or could it? Maybe he was in a good mood and would allow her a seat with him, though on her encounters of him, she doubted that would happen. Even still, she couldn't move, she just stood and kept her eyes locked on him.

- Words -
1362

- Tags -
Saber

- Skills Used -
---

- Notes -
I'm dubbing liquid time! After the staff, before the mansion!

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

The man closed his eyes for a moment and took in the warmth of the sun as it continued its steady decline towards the horizon, silently bathing himself in the evening’s warm glow as opposed to the raging inferno of the afternoon sun’s blaze. It was extremely soothing and Saber was quite content with it being so. His body was tired from all of his fighting during the previous week and he knew that it was time to release all of his built up stress. There were a few ways of doing that, but this stress wasn’t just physical. His mind had been bothered several times very recently and wasn’t exactly straight on his shoulders the way he wanted it to be. It was unsettling knowing that his stone casket had been rocked, but the Assassin would recover. He always did. All it took was his own quiet thoughts and a night of pure relaxation. In reality, Saber probably would have just sat down in front of a computer and played video games or performed some basic relaxation techniques his father had taught him to do after a tough training session. But here, in this world, Saber did things differently.

Here, Saber’s life circled around the life of the world he was in. He woke up before his daily prey did and always made sure he was ready to fight before his designated targets were even out of their beds, holes, caves, or wherever they came out of. As his prey was getting up and coming to the surface, Saber made sure that he was already in the zone, ready to fight. Doing so ensured that he could find the strongest beasts quick and deal with them early, giving him the highest gain in experience as well as the best item drops. In addition to that, Saber timed his movements with the deaths of his targets. He had to give the zone enough time to replenish its fruit or he could risk killing it dry. Each kill was timed and carefully planned so that when one monster was killed, another was on its way. Saber learned the hard way that killing an entire zone created a bit of a lull in the area, and the spawn times tended to be slightly extended than if he was more careful. However, that was just with his first set of beasts.

Once it was nearly time for the second wave to appear in another zone, Saber tended to clear his current zone without any care for the spawns. That would reset the times for the next adventurer who passed through the area. Much like the first zone, Saber would arrive at his second very early, set up traps, change his gear so that he was better matched for his new foes, and then wait. Like the first, he would time his kills and the cycle would begin all over again. Saber would do this time-regulated hunting for almost three days at a time before ever taking a break, and it was working well for him. It was working so well that he had actually made it into a routine, and he had begun to make a formula out of it.

Every day, Saber performed this constant rotation of what he decided to call “Map Cycling”. Each cycle tended to be five minutes before he was back at the first monster in the area again. That cycle varied on the monsters targeted as well as the size of the zone, but it was pretty much a universal time. The next stage of the rotation was a “Zone Cycle”. Saber remained in each zone for four hours at a time, sometimes cutting short if he had a further distance to the next group of targets. The next level was “Round Cycling”, and each round could be used for a day at a time before it was exhausted and needed to be changed. The combinations of “Maps” were known as “Zones”, the collections of “Zones” were “Rounds”. There were ten Maps in a Zone, and six Zones in a Round. The next stage was a “World”, and that was the entire known landscape around London. In three days, Saber performed a World Travel and went to as many Rounds as possible in order to maximize his experience gains, gold income, and item drops. After each of these Travels, Saber usually returned to London with a boat load of goodies that he could break down for materials, trade for arms and armors, and pay for any of his extra toys that he wanted.

Though, there were times Saber didn’t stop and he never returned to London for weeks on end, traveling the world of Elder Tale with his blades drawn, an arrow nocked, and daggers ready. It had taught Saber much about survival, taught him how to pace himself in combat, and showed Saber that being strong allowed him to practically do whatever he wanted. Although there were times he was also taught the negative aspects of his work ethic. Fatigue hit him at the worst moments and Saber paid for it. When he was a lower level, Saber’s armor was in its prime. He still wore that same gear, and marks of battle and war covered it. His clothes were ripped and torn, cut, slashed, and frayed. In the beginning, Saber looked like a true killer. Now there was no doubt in his mind that he either looked homeless, old, or incapable of truly being effective in combat. Some would say he needed new gear and Saber would agree. However, his set up allowed him to hide in plain sight, and not many people attacked him anymore because he didn’t look like he carried any valuables, even though the equipment he generally used would fetch for a high price on the market.

But, all of that was relative to be honest. Saber worked hard and the game rewarded him. After grinding his way through the levels and finding himself a hole in the ground to live in whenever he wanted to return home, Saber decided that it would be good for him to catch some rest in between traveling. Every time he returned to London, the Assassin made it a point to come to the same shop he sat on top of, to the same roof, to the same corner, to the same table, and even to the same chair he sat in. The only thing that was different this evening was the tea, and it tasted like a mix of Earl Grey and the homebrewed “Western Grind” that was on the menu. It tasted sweet and soothed Saber’s throat at every sip, making the Assassin sigh happily at every taste.

As he took another sip and let his mind mull over a few of his previous fights, picking apart his mistakes in them as well as ways to correct them, Saber heard the door to the roof open. He didn’t look over at first and waved it off mentally as his waitress returning or someone coming up to the roof for a seat. Due to his positioning, Saber knew he wouldn’t be bothered by the other player if it was a fellow customer, unless they were someone who knew him, but that was rare. Saber kept to himself ninety percent of the time and rarely partied with anyone, making the chances that he knew this person extremely slim. With that in mind, Saber kept to his tea and turned to his right as to set it back down on the table for a moment while he rested. In the process of returning the cup and the saucer to the table, the Assassin stole a peek and decided to check to see who his company wa---

neep.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.” As he placed his saucer, mounted by the half-filled cup, onto the table, Saber’s eyes locked with the blue orbs of an extremely familiar blonde foxtail. Immediately, the man sat up straight in his chair and placed both of his hands on the arms of his chair. He stared at the woman blankly, blinking a few times with the hopes that she would disappear, but she didn’t. Kittygrey was her name and as much as he wanted to see her again, he didn’t think she would be here. Being caught at this place would most likely raise some questions, mostly about his ferocity and his stone face because of his choice to go to such a girly, frilly place for snacks. He doubted that the excuse of “it’s a nice place to relax” would work, so he would probably have to come up with something else if he was presented with such a terrible question. Though, this woman was hopefully an airhead and wouldn’t ask him anything too difficult. Yet, Saber didn’t mind it either way.

The appearance of the blonde put Saber’s mind slightly at ease because as he saw her face, he knew that he would actually be able to distract himself from all of his mental issues. The air around the foxtail made Saber relax, and her presence allowed him to harden the shell he put himself in. It was probably the opposite effect than Kitty wanted, as she looked at him with a different set of eyes than most women did, but it helped Saber more than she knew. Saber didn’t like to be weak and he hated anything and everything that made him feel so. With Kitty around, Saber was slowly conquering his weakness of a woman’s kindness. It was coming slow, but Saber was finding himself a lot more comfortable in the presence of a lady now. But, he still felt a little uncomfortable around the woman in front of him. After she had kissed him when he made her staff and abandoned him, leaving behind the food he had promptly ate, Saber wasn’t able to get her face out of his head. That was the first time he had ever been so close to a woman romantically… and it was troubling him.

Still, the Assassin wouldn’t deny her company as she most likely would be extremely hurt if he did. Rather than hissing at her or leaving behind a bag of gold and leaving, Saber grabbed onto the ceremonial cup of tea that he had been so readily provided with and lifted it slightly to the air in front of him. He wouldn’t shout at the woman and tell her to come to him, nor would he get out of his chair to drag her over to him. No, as he tip his cup to her and bowed his head, he presented her with a choice, an invitation to join him should she choose to. After that motion, he put the cup to his lips and drank a bit of the liquid that was inside. Once he did, he returned the cup to its saucer and turned away, returning to gazing towards the distant horizon. As he did so, Saber released a slow breath and pressed his back against the chair, forcing himself to look away from the woman. The reason for that action was pretty obvious, even to the dumbest of people;

As pretty as Kitty looked, it was impolite to stare.

: Post Title :
-Caught Tea Handed-

: Word Count :
1888

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
I love leaving choices behind.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

Choices, Choices

As Ame stood, looking at Saber, she felt herself swallow hard. He didn't seem to notice her yet and she considered turning around and running out of the door. After her journey of self reflection, she had fully made her decision, one that she was now sure of, however, she just wasn't sure if she was ready to face him yet. She took a step back and when she did, she noticed his eyes shift, landing right on her. She stared back, swallowing hard once again and waited for him to yell at her and tell her to go away, which was something she was used to after there last few encounters, but what he did surprised her to no end. He tipped his cup in her direction and then took a sip, looking away from her. She bit her lip when he turned his head and she felt her heart thump in her chest. He was, allowing her to sit with him? That's what that action meant right? She almost let out a yelp and jump for joy, but she held herself together and calmly walked over to his table. She picked up the chair adjacent to him and pulled it out before setting it down and taking a seat. She looked to him and felt her head tilt as she pondered about his choice of tea shops. "Do you, come here often?"

She crossed her legs and put her hands quaintly in her lap as she waited for him to reply. Maybe she should have started with a, hello, how are you? Or something a little less invasive, but the words had already left her mouth. It wasn't the worst thing that she could have said. In fact, the line had come out of her mouth was completely different than what she was saying in her head. In her head she was all, 'Are you some sort of closet pervert who comes here for the cute waitress' or is there something else you aren't telling me?" She definitely wouldn't say that and her mind did have this weird way of making up stupid things, like Saber in a dress, prancing around happily. No, that was an unnecessary thought, one that she had wished had never entered her mind. She knew one hundred million percent that he wasn't like that. He probably only came for the tea, or maybe the food? One of which she knew was the answer, but even still, it surprised her that she had come into this shop, been forced to the roof and stood there, staring at the man she longed for. It truly wasn't her fault, as she had been led there by a Lander, though, could it be the game continuously messing with her mind, or was it just pure coincidence? She let a soft sigh escape her lips as she looked down at the table. "Saber, I wanted to apologize for-"

Just as she spoke, the waitress who had led her up to the roof, opened the door behind the two. As she came up to the table, she smiled at Saber and then looked over to Ame, a feeling of death washed over her as the waitress stared her down. Well, if she didn't poison her for her dress, she was definitely going to poison her now. She felt her gaze shift from the waitress, to Saber, then back to the waitress as she laid down the tea in front of her. "Oh, uhm, thank you." She smiled politely at the waitress who just set a menu down and looked quickly over to Saber. "Can I get you anything hon? Some more tea?" She smiled widely at Saber, batting her eyes as she spoke to him and it made Ame want to vomit. She really hoped she didn't look like that. She willed the world to end her life fully if she looked that desperate, but she didn't speak. She looked at Saber, then to the waitress and back to Saber once more before her eyes dropped to the table again. She felt her hands curl into a ball as she fisted her dress, angry at the waitress. No, she knew she shouldn't be. It wasn't like they were, together, or anything, and he wasn't one of her pets that she should be so protective over. She let her hands loose and brought up her hand to the tea cup and put it to her lips. It had a calming smell to it. Lavender and Jasmine. As she sipped it lightly as felt a smile touch her lips. If it was one thing that she was happy for, it was the fact the the waitress was able to read her sense of wonder.

However, her sense of wonder didn't last long as she began coughing into her tea cup before putting it down and swallow, giving the waitress wide eyes as she spoke to Saber. "When I say anything, I mean it hon. You really shouldn't be with a girl like this. You need a woman." The waitress smirked and winked at him and Ame's face was a flat line as she stared the waitress down. She swallowed hard and put her tea cup down. She wouldn't say anything, no, even though she wanted to punch the bitch in the face and tell her that she was a stupid cow, or, something? She really was no good at name calling. But instead, she just let out a soft breath from her nostrils in the form of a laugh and looked down to the menu, opening it and peering at it. In all honesty, she was interested in hearing what the assassin would say to the waitress. She would decide what to do after she heard what he had to say on the matter and then would probably wait for the waitress' reply. It was never a dull moment when she was around him, though this was definitely a change in the mix. Someone else liked him besides her? It was probably because he was a regular, though she didn't know that.

- Words -
1021

- Tags -
Saber

- Skills Used -
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- Notes -
So do I~ Hehehehehehe!

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

Almost instantly after he leaned back, Saber could hear the familiar clicking of the woman’s steps on the rooftop. Due to the silent air which cradled the rooftop, the noise echoed a little more than it would have in another part of the city. Coming here not only allowed Saber to have that subtle advantage of being able to keep tabs on his surroundings without moving, but it allowed him to enjoy that silence. Not many players came to this part of London because of how distant it was from everything else, and hardly any at all went to the rooftop. The reason for that was extremely simple; the waitresses looked pretty attractive. Saber wasn’t one for women and didn’t like to get involved with their trickery, but they caught his eyes almost every time he walked through the front doors. However, they didn’t catch his eyes as much as the approaching blonde did. Forcing himself not to look at her was difficult, even as she appeared in the corner of his right eye.

Saber’s instincts begged him to look over at her, but the Assassin fought it with everything he had. He stared towards the distant horizon and clenched his teeth together slightly, his fingertips digging into the chair he sat in slightly. Though, he could not hold out forever. As the blonde reached his table, Saber gave in to his temptations and gazed over towards the woman, instantly feeling his heart pulse in his chest at the sight of her beauty. He swallowed a lump in his throat and stood up, reminding himself of his manners. He almost made a move to pull out Kitty’s chair for her, but she already had her hands on the seat herself. If he even attempted to move now, the awkwardness of this meeting would have exploded and he would have simply bailed out. This was his time to relax and just lay back, and to be honest; he wasn’t going to let this woman get in the way of that. He needed his breaks because if he didn’t get enough rest, he risked getting himself killed. Death was something he had avoided so far; he wouldn’t let himself be taken in now.

“Often? I wouldn’t say that.” Saber waited for Kitty to make herself comfortable in her chair before sitting back down himself. Unlike her, Saber had turned his chair to the left and sat alongside the table, rather than facing it. In doing so, he didn’t have to strain his neck to see the sunset. Before Kitty’s arrival and even now, Saber’s primary reason for coming here was that beautiful and warming sight. Kitty was very pretty, but if he stared too much he doubted he would be able to rest at all.

As much as he hated her presence because of how uncomfortable she made him feel, he was learning to deal with it. He was able to tolerate her a little more than most people but that was simply because she seemed to be a continuous presence now, and strangely enough she was quite consistent with that. Every few days, Saber found himself bumping into her or seeing her out in the field with other players. Over the course of the past week, he probably had three or maybe four actual encounters with the blonde, but had seen her nearly three times that amount when her was grinding or traveling. She was a very active player, and she had quite a large support net. Whether that was because of her being a Cleric or because of her being a woman, or maybe it was just her personality, Saber didn’t know. All he knew was that getting too involved with her could lead to his own quiet life being thrown off balance. Now, deciding on whether that was worth the risk or not was going to come with time. Kitty had shown him how she felt by bestowing him with two kisses so far; one on his forehead and another on his lips. In addition to those, she was always giving him soft looks and stares. She seemed to be trying to spur reactions from him or at least get a gauge on how he felt himself, but even Saber was unsure. He had priorities, and handling those came first.

“I tend to come here in between training sessions to see the sunset, or just to relax. This world doesn’t have a lot of places that allow you to do that very easily without being bothered by a monster or another player.” A sigh escaped Saber’s lips as he finished speaking. The truth in that statement probably meant a different thing to Saber than it did to Kitty, but it made him quite happy to know that this place gave him a bit of solace. As a higher level, he tended to be pestered by lower levels for help and to give them advice on where to go to grind. He used to even be bothered by higher levels, as his rate of leveling was usually much greater than theirs. In a day, he remembered going from level one to the mid-twenties simply by circling a small zone for a few hours. Others took a few weeks to do that. Saber tended to answer with the word “discipline and consistency”, which was true, but there was a lot more to leveling than just that.

“After fighting for a while and dealing with a lot of crap… Something simple as watching the sun go down can be extremely satisfying.” Saber took his tea cup in one hand and lifted it to his lips. At the same time as he began to sip, he heard Kitty start to speak about apologizing, but she was abruptly cut off by the sound of the door opening. Saber didn’t turn his head to see who it was, as he knew exactly who was on her way over. The familiar sound of her one-inch heels rang in Saber’s ears like bells. He closed his eyes and simply enjoyed his tea. Even as he heard her stop beside the table, the Assassin didn’t dare play with the fire which was now kindling off to his right. Saber didn’t need to look at the two women to see the sharp glare the waitress shot at Kitty, or the held-back response Kitty retorted with. Instead, Saber waited quietly as the waitress passed Kitty her tea and placed his own cup back down on its saucer. It was then that Saber looked back, and just in time to see the menu be passed to Kitty. He stared at the blonde for a moment, and then up to the waitress as he was addressed.

“I am okay, thank you. Larina took my order earlier and should be returning shortly with it.” After he responded, Saber’s eyes drifted back down to Kitty. He waited patiently for her to read over the menu and give the waitress her own order, but it seemed this waitress was exactly who Saber thought she was, and why he always asking for Larina to cater to him over her; she had a mouth.

Yet, Saber calmly closed his eyes as he listened to the impolite maiden speak to him, daring to tell him what he needed. At the sounds of the words coming out of her mouth, Saber honestly considered taking on London’s Guardians. Though, he like this place and preferred having the ability to return. With that in mind, Saber let the woman speak to him in her rude tone and waited patiently for her to finish. When she was done, Saber reopened his eyes and looked over towards Kitty who was looking over the menu. Saber had heard her stifle a laugh, but was glad that she hadn’t said anything. This situation was troublesome as is.

“Miss. Reina…” Saber said smoothly as he looked up towards the woman dressed in her skimpy maid outfit, and he did so with a hard face. This was his time to relax, and he’d be damned if he let anyone get in his way of it.

“This table no longer requires your services. If we need assistance, I will call Lady Larina.” The passive-aggressive tone which Saber spoke with caused the cheeks on the waitress’s face to turn red, but he didn’t care. He wanted her to go away because she had already failed to do her job enough. She would only embarrass herself further if she continued, and so Saber was quick to speak up again the instant her mouth attempted to move in any manner that wasn’t a good-bye; which was pretty much right after he finished.

“On your way back, please check on Larina for me if you wouldn’t mind. I made an order for some cake and she is usually quick with it. It is not like her to take such a long period of time.” With that, Saber turned away from both of the women at his table and lifted his cup and saucer to his lips. Very gently, he took a sip of his tea and closed his eyes, effectively ending the conversation with the rude maid. At the sight of Saber’s turning away, Reina shot a hard glare towards Kitty once more, but then turned to Saber and bowed her head.

“My apologies. Excuse me.” Her voice wasn’t the least bit sincere, but her words were enough for Saber, as well as her actions. Once she spoke, the woman walked quickly away from the table and over to the rooftop door. Saber let out a sigh after he heard the door open and close, a sign that he was now alone with Kitty. His eyes opened slightly and he frowned as he stared towards the sunset. He was actually quite sad that such a thing had just happened, as he simply wanted to just enjoy his time off.

“Sometimes… I honestly think this game is out to get me. Whether it’s in the field and a monster is trying to lop my head off, or it’s back here in London and a player is causing me some kind of trouble.” While speaking, Saber set his cup and saucer combination back down onto the table and looked over to Kitty.

“Good evening, Kitty. You look quite pretty today. I’m sorry you had to go through that and as an apology from me, feel free to pick anything on the menu. I previously ordered to slices of cake so if you want one of mine when my actual waitress comes back, you can. If you want something else, you can let her know what you want instead.” The man honestly felt upset, but he wasn’t going to get too flustered over such a trivial matter. Women were strange sometimes, he understood that, but he knew what he needed so the words of an outsider meant close to nothing to him.

: Post Title :
-Handling A Woman-

: Word Count :
1827

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Replacing the bad Waitress with the better one.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

More of a Man

As Ame came to the table and put her hand on the back of it, she watched Saber stand. The gesture made her face become soft and she smiled to him. She wondered what he thought of her looks. She had purchased the dress very recently and had only worn it because she didn't want to run around in her armor. She was dubbing the day as her day off and just wanted to be more or less casual, though with the presence of the dress, it was definitely more casual than not, but not quite formal. The cute sundress was perfect for a day like this and for the place she had been sent, though there was one strange thing that just couldn't seem to stop bothering her. Saber. He sat on the roof, lonesome like she always found him, but she just couldn't seem to figure out why he was there. It wasn't really even something that she should have been worrying about, but like all women, she felt that slight pang of jealousy that he was at such a quaint place, with a lot of beautiful servers. Of course her mind had jumped to that thought, but she had quickly dismissed it, though she still wondered what brought him here. It was only after he spoke that she had noticed the way he was sitting. She looked over to the scene he would be facing and felt her head tilt. A smirk crossed her face as he said that he came here to watch the sunset, but she turned her face back to him, still soft, but her lips closed in a line.

She was always intruding on him, not that she meant to. The game seemed to throw the pair together at any chance it got. She sighed softly and cast him a smile, though if he looked closely to her eyes, he would see the pain in her words. "Maybe I should go to another cafe. I don't want to be a burden. You looked rather relaxed before you saw me." She was about to get, until she heard him speak again. Perhaps he wanted her to stay. The man was confusing her, to no end. It was constantly a battle trying to understand him. She could swear that he liked her, but at times, she felt like a bother to him. She didn't want him to look at her like she was a burden, a curse, but she didn't want him to look at her with pity either. He knew how she felt, he had tossed her away, or tried to many times, but she fought. She kept coming back. When she saw him, she wanted to stay close to him, but, like the time at his shop, she didn't want him to hate her. She had left and that time, he had been the one to bring her in, because of her 'vague' description of her staff, but she wondered if that was really all it was. She tried hard to not let those thoughts linger for too long, as she felt like they might make her go mad or something, but it was hard to keep them away. It didn't help that even when they were tossed into the situations they had been in together, that she didn't want to leave, even when she had to. Like that situation. She had kissed him, on the lips, then left. She wanted to stay, but she felt like he didn't want her around, and it was the same with right now. She wanted to stay, but he had said that he came here to get away from other players. Well, she was another player, and she didn't want him to be upset with her. It really wasn't her fault that she was here.

As she began to apologize, she was cut off. She was looking down, but as he spoke, her eyes wandered up to him. She couldn't see it, but she could feel his agitation with the waitress. Had she tried something like this before? She looked back down to the menu as she noticed Saber's eyes on her and she couldn't help but let the small laugh out. It was rather funny to her, the fact that this girl was saying that she was more of a woman than her. Not that she had a problem with the Lander's, but that's what she was, she was a Lander. It was her first encounter with such a rude one at that, but she wouldn't mind it, she would just wait. Hopefully the girl would just leave on her own will, but Ame shot her eyes to Saber's face as he spoke the waitress' name. His face was a hard line but his voice had been so, smooth. She wanted her to say her name like that, but not just her name, her real name. Somehow, the tone of his voice then, made her face flush lightly, but as he continued, his tone changing slightly, she couldn't help but smirk a small smirk, then quickly let it go, turning her eyes away from the red, hardened face of, Raina. She didn't look to Saber either, her eyes had found themselves to the ground. She wouldn't look back to her, or to Saber for the moment, as she heard the girl apologize and walk away. She blew out a sigh and put her elbow on the table, leaning her head on her hand. Would they ever just experience a nice evening together? Would there always be some sort of drama? No, she wouldn't let it happen. With the waitress gone, she took her hand down and placed it in her lap, looking at Saber. With his words, she felt like she wanted to cry. She was about to tell him that she was leaving, but then he spoke before she could get the words out. What came out amazed her.

Her eyes widened for a moment and she felt a grin flash across her face as she felt her cheeks become a bright pink. She fisted her dress in her hands again and pressed her lips together for a moment before saying, "thank you." Her words were a soft, slightly embarrassed fluster and she found herself smiling once again. As he had finished speaking, her heart beat increased and she tilted her head. Maybe he hadn't been talking about her, maybe, just maybe he actually did feel something. The way he had handled the situation, made her think of him as even more of a man than she already had viewed him as. Though, ordering two pieces of cake seemed a bit childish, she enjoyed this side of him as well. She was a bit childish mornally, well, sometimes more than a bit, but she tried her best to be viewed as a woman, especially in his eyes. "I won't take your cake, I think I'll have," she sent her finger in a line down the menu and then paused on the thing she felt she wanted most. "A cookie platter. They look delicious!" And that they did. When she opened her own shop, this place was going to be some serious competition, but that wouldn't be for a while. Luckily, the shop was on the other side of where she had purchased her house and where she would set up her cafe. She looked up at Saber again, her soft gaze focused on him. 'Maybe I do have a chance.' She smirked at her thoughts and then turned her chair to face the sunset like he had. "This is a nice spot. Maybe one day, when I have it running, you can come visit me at my shop. The view probably won't be as nice as this, but, you'll always be more than welcome." She felt her cheeks flush again but she took her tea in her lap and would wait for the waitress to place her order.

- Words -
1334

- Tags -
Saber

- Skills Used -
---

- Notes -
That's right, you are officially a man in her eyes muahahaha!!!

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

A slight smirk made its way across Saber’s face as he looked at the flustered, blushing face of his guest. She didn’t say anything at first but the look on her face was much more revealing of her thoughts than she probably knew, and that only made looking at her better. Kittygrey, the blonde haired and gentle Cleric was just as softhearted as she made herself out to be. She didn’t seem too tough, looked a little frail when she made herself look pretty, and was always very interactive and outgoing. Yet, to Saber, it took a lot of courage to be that kind of person. He wouldn’t say it because he didn’t like to compliment people outright, as he feared buttering up egos and making people use his words against him, but this lady had caught his eye in more ways than one. Like him, she probably came into this world alone but didn’t let that stop her. Unlike him, she made this place a home and filled it with friends and people she knew. Unlike him, who pushed everyone else aside and kept his own interests first, she most likely helped others openly…

As Kitty thanked him, Saber frowned and leaned back in his chair, he picked up his cup and placed it against his lips as his eyes fell on the horizon. He was such a higher level now, but he hadn’t grown any stronger emotionally. He was the same brute that he was when he started, and he was still the same loner that he had always been. In the depths of his broken mind, which had been shattered by his own self-made burdens, Saber saw a time where he was once active with others. There was a time where he played this game, but in another realm. There was a time where he fought for others, lead parties, charged into raids, and held a shield rather than a blade. That time was long ago, and it almost seemed like a dream. To think, the merciless being that he was today had once wielded a shield and protected people rather than attempted to kill them.

Looking over to Kitty as she gazed at the menu, Saber’s chest twisted and his heart burned. He sipped from his teacup and then returned it to the table, doing so quietly as Kitty began to read out what she wished to have. Upon hearing her words, Saber chuckled softly and shook his head a little. A cookie platter, almost expected of the woman, but he wouldn’t tell her of his experiences with the platter. Or should he…? Should he tell her of the coma one of them had put him into at one point? Should he tell her of the gluttonous attitude he had got towards them? Maybe. Or maybe he would just take one or two of the cookies off her platter first, and then tell her. At least then he would catch her off guard. He doubted she would be so protective over them at first. Yes, he might just do that… Besides; she couldn’t eat them all… could she? Oh god no.

Saber held back a weird laugh and watched as Kitty began to turn her chair, mimicking the position of his. At the same moment, Saber saw the door open across the roof. His eyes drifted for a moment as Kitty made herself comfortable and watched as his lovely waitress appeared, wearing her finely tailored and hand-crafted maid outfit. Unlike the other ladies, Reina handled her own crafts, so the outfit matched her body quite well. She also had a few personal additions to it as to make it much more realistic, as well as comfortable. Once Kitty was comfortable, Saber looked back down to her and then turned away so he could look out to the horizon with her. At the sound of her invitation, Saber could only smile as he leaned back into his chair, letting it cradle his tired body.

“I might just do that, but I hope you’re a good cook. I’m very picky, and very opinionated when it comes to food.” A sly grin escaped Saber’s emotionless clutched and stretched across his face, extended the previous smile he had. At the same moment as he finished speaking, the clicking of Reina’s heels began to ring loudly in Saber’s ears. She did so purposefully as to announce herself to the two players, and approached the table from behind them as to not disturb their view of the sun. Saber closed his eyes and listened to the very gently clicking of tableware as she placed the two slices of cake in front of Saber, set down some utensils for him, and then replaced the teacup which had cooled a little with a fresher one. She didn’t speak, simply letting the two players enjoy themselves. Though, when she placed down two small glasses of white milk, one for Saber and one for Kitty, she nabbed the Assassin’s attention. Almost as if she expected it, Reina spoke as she placed Kitty’s cup down without even looking at Saber.

“I heard you had a guest, so I came prepared just in case.” Reina’s voice was soft, gentle, and much kinder than the rude waitress from before. She kept her voice down and almost whispered to the two. As she stood up and away from the table, she held her tray with both hands to keep the kettle on it balanced easily.

“May I get you something to eat, Madam?” Reina looked towards Kitty and smiled at her. Saber kept his mouth shut and took a light sip from his cup. He had interrupted someone before when Reina was waiting him, and he wouldn’t make that mistake twice. She was a gentle and pretty woman who was quite courteous and well-mannered. Yet, Reina was an Adventurer, a level seventy-four Swashbuckler Adventurer. Saber had seen the blade she kept hidden underneath her skirt once, and he swore that he would never cause its appearance again. If Kitty wanted something, she would have to say it. Saber liked his head on his shoulders, thank you.

: Post Title :
-Maid-Like War Waitress-

: Word Count :
1026

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Totes not plotting to steal cookies or anything.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

Jealous, Delusional Ditz!

Ame couldn't remember ever hearing the assassin before her smile, let alone chuckle! She found her eyes quickly leave the page and set themselves on his face. She felt her head tilt slightly as she got a quick glimpse of what it looked like to see him smile and she felt her own mouth twist into a shy, embarrassed smile as she lowered her eyes back to the menu, thinking of ways to make him do something like that more. She thought that she would enjoy seeing a true smile from him. She vaguely remembered a small smirk, but she thought that even that chuckle had turned his lonely face into a glorious being. She would have given anything to see it more. The thought of him smiling at her made her heart race rapidly in her chest and she had to turn her chair and act cool, or she felt as though she would melt at the sight.

As he spoke to her, her eyes focused on the sky, she looked over to him, her eyes slightly wide. "You don't remember the food that I gave you?" She felt her heart sink, the pounding turning into a soft beat as she turned her face back to the sun. She let out a soft sigh and remained still, even as she heard the waitress come over to them. 'He had seemed pretty hungry both times, maybe he just didn't taste it..' She lowered her gaze and mentally shook her head. She was thinking of other people who had tasted her food, how excited they had been to try something new, something that didn't taste like saggy crackers. She almost shivered at the taste of the Lander food she had had before, when she first was, transported, into Elder Tale. She had smiled and ate it, but she had been starving herself. Well, she couldn't win them all she supposed. There was bound to be people who didn't like her cooking, although, she could cook a wide variety of things so, then again, probably not..  Even still, she thought back to the first item of food she had given him, back when they had first met, back when she had fought him, pushed him, made him stab her. The memory lingered in her mind for a moment, he had been grateful for her food, but he really had showed no reaction to her, and it was the same for when she met him at his shop. She had left him two plates, but had left before he could even eat them. That time she had.. she had kissed him.

Ame had been so lost in thought that when the maid, Reina, had placed a glass of milk beside her, she had nearly jumped out of her own skin. Her face turned into a bright pink mess and she looked up to the pretty waitress and apologized, though, she tilted her head as she noticed that this certain waitress, was an adventurer. She swallowed hard and with her next words, she nodded. "Oh, uhm, yes, please. I'll have the cookie platter, and more tea. Just green will be fine.. Thank you.." Ugh, she felt so embarrassed, especially when she noticed the waitress was just like them, an adventurer and a level seventy- four at that! Ame felt her eyes shift over to Saber as she eyed him carefully, but quickly and she turned her head back to the sky. She felt her heart sink even more and felt as though she was about the slink into the depths of hell if her heart dropped any lower. She was, of course, considering Reina and Saber a thing. Could they be? She was high leveled, extremely pretty and had the most amazing maid outfit she had ever seen. All of a sudden, her dreams came crashing down on her and she felt as though she had nothing. No Saber, no amazing cafe, not one like the stupid Creamery Fluff, not even a cute outfit. She felt her eyes shift down to her dress. Okay, well, maybe a cute outfit still, but how could she even hope to compete with the war maiden and the Creamery Fluff of hell?! And where did this obsession with hell come from?

She shook her head and sat up a little straighter than before. They could just be friends, her and Saber. She couldn't compete with the made up love she had created between him and Reina and she couldn't compete with the cute shop either. She got lost in depression, but then she pulled herself out of it. 'What in the hell is wrong with you?! Who cares about not being able to compete, you have a better location than them! You could compete and win if you wanted! You're better than this and you know it! And as for Saber, would he really be allowing you to sit with him if his girlfriend was standing there beside you? Come on Ame, think for once you ditz! You kissed him! And he hasn't said a word! If he was with the waitress, would he really have invited you to sit with him?!' She felt her eyes shift away from the table as she considered her thoughts and a smirk came across her face. 'So, then I was just being a jealous, delusional ditz.. well, that's nice to know..' With her mood cheered up a little, she looked back to the table and because all of that had only taken a moment, she found Reina still there, and she beamed a smile at her. "May I ask who designed your outfit? It's absolutely gorgeous! I'd love to have something like it in my own shop once it's opened, if you wouldn't mind telling me your secret that is!" She blushed at her own bluntness, but smiled at her either way. It really was an amazing outfit, and she really wouldn't have minded if she had turned her down either.

- Words -
1000

- Tags -
Saber

- Skills Used -
---

- Notes -
Don't you touch mah cookies~ (Just Kidding <3)

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

As he sat there, patient, Saber listened in to the few words of his female partner. Though, her initial question about his memory made him a little concerned for himself; mainly for his mind. Due to him breaking down, Saber was having a bit of mental memory issues, and the fact that he had indeed tasted Kitty’s food before must have had slipped his mind. Then again, a lot of the little details tended to be like that. He wasn’t able to keep things down pat like he truly needed to anymore, and this was a situation where he needed that. But, such a thing was impossible. With that in mind, Saber simply sipped from his tea and covered up his internal despair. Kitty had sighed and looked away from him just as Reina appeared, and Saber kept his words to himself as the main set the table. Even now, he remained silent, simply listening as the maid called for Kitty’s attention. Though, Saber wished she hadn’t. Kitty’s frightened face was quite entertaining.

But, Reina didn’t enjoy the world like Saber did it seemed and asked her question anyways. Kitty, a little shaken up, responded and placed her order. Saber’s nose wiggled slightly and he imagined Kitty potentially eating up the entire cookie platter on her own. He didn’t doubt she could, but he also didn’t doubt that she couldn’t. However, the busty blonde would probably find somewhere to put them all. Saber’s eyes traveled a lot, ensuring that his surroundings were always properly surveyed and scanned. That environment check tended to include objects ranging from being in Saber’s direct vicinity, to being on the distant horizon or at least the limit of his own vision. Players within that range were all scanned and eyed swiftly so that Saber could dissect whether to note them as a threat or not; some players were female. Saber did not discriminate. Male, female, fox, wolf; every player was checked head to toe, some more indepthly than others. Kitty was no exception, and Saber eyed her with extra care whenever she appeared before him… and he did so unconsciously. That being said; Saber knew three places she could put the incoming plate of cookies, and she had plenty of space for all of it.

“Let’s just hope she doesn’t get fat.” Seriously…

“One… cookie platter.” Reina mumbled to herself, repeating what Kitty had asked simply to mentally confirm the order, as well as to ensure the right thing was being written down. Saber closed his eyes and pushed back into his chair, sipping from his cup for a moment. Saber was surrounded by strange women, and he found it quite disturbing at times. The video game world was supposed to be populated by males. However these days, it seemed like Saber was being haunted by the opposite sex more than anything else. The thought of Kitty somehow getting fat wasn’t a stretch, as he did not doubt her potential appetite… she had a lot of body to feed.

“Oh my god that sounds horrible.” Oi, with that kind of body, it’s hard to put things down kindly.
“You could just say that she looked pretty and eating healthily probably helped.” But that would make too much sense, wouldn’t it?
Saber rumbled to himself and listened in to the conversation, internally stabbing me in my torso repeatedly with a rusty shiv because he’s an asshole like that.
“I don’t like you.” Shut up, squib.

“My outfit?” Reina perked up at the surprising question about how she looked. At said question, she looked down at herself, a smug look crossing her face as she twirled left and then to the right, giving Kitty a better look around at her outfit. Saber saw the movement out of the corner of his eye, but fought the urge to look.

“I made it myself. I used to make cosplay outfits and such in the real world. The game just makes it easier. I actually have a bunch of them that I use depending on my role. I’ve got a green one for when I’m support, red for when I am up front, blue when I’m acting as a guard, and yellow for when I have to be a multi-role.” A menu screen appeared in front of Reina as she spoke, and she began to thumb through the list of outfits she had made for herself… the very long list which was populated by at least thirty different dresses and various matchings of clothes.

“Though… this one was actually suggested by Saber.” The Assassin coughed in his own mouth and jerked forward slightly, almost choking, but he swallowed hard and looked away from the table to the left.

“We initially didn’t have any outfits here at the shop so it was a little dysfunctional. When Saber showed up, he suggested that we should do a maid sort of thing. Business has picked up ever since.” Reina grinned like a devil as she spoke, her eyes digging into Saber’s back as she stared him down. The Assassin rumbled and simply listened quietly, until she finished.

“You’re twisting the situation, Reina. It was actually you who came to me with the question of what to do.” Saber turned his eyes back and glared at the maid, who turned her head away and avoided eye contact.

“You fools couldn’t get a customer in here to save your lives. Who in their right mind waits on a table in full tank gear anyways?” The man rumbled and diverted his attention again, covering up his mouth with his tea cup. As he did so, Reina stuck her tongue out at him. The man growled and she looked back at Kitty.

“If you would like, I can make you an outfit, or at least get Saber to a point where he could make it for you. The fool only knows how to use a hammer, barely, but if you want one, I bet even this idiot could make one for you.” Reina’s words were like acid, but the Assassin let himself burn. Playing her games never ended with him winning, unless he chose not to play, but that was still considered losing in a sense.

“Damn women…” Saber mumbled to himself, filling his mouth with some more tea.

: Post Title :
-Outfits and Colors-

: Word Count :
1052

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Woman's talk.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

New Business Venture?

As Reina, the adventurer waitress Maiden, spoke to Ame about her outfit and how she created it herself, she found herself shooting into a standing position and looking at her with wide eyes. "You made it yourself?!" She felt her heart skip a beat and she felt her face begin to flush a light pink color. Wow, that is so cool!" Instantly, Ame found herself looking up to the waitress, wanting to be like her. "I've always wanted to cos- play myself, but making outfits was never my strong suit." The conversation continued as her pupils grew, looking at all the various outfits as Reina scrolled through her inventory. 'I wonder if she would ever come work for me...' Of course, she wouldn't ask such a question. She needed to get the shop opened before she could even ask for help finding servers, or even asking her to be one.

As she spoke of Saber suggesting the outfit, she sent her face, and her glaring eyes over to him. Why the hell was she acting all jealous again?! It was only when he made a come back, saying that they had asked him for suggestions, that her face relaxed. 'The ditz is back...' Her face turned back to Reina with a wide smile and she nodded her head, clapping her hands together and then bowed her head, her cleavage nearly popping out, but she had made sure that when she bought it, that they wouldn't be exposed no mater what she did. Well, actually, it had been a friend with hers who had checked... The thought made her lightl pink flush turn into a bright red one and she stood back up quickly, hopefully before the closet pervert she knew Saber was (but wouldn't admit it :p) could see her chest. "That would be wonderful!" She looked over to Saber with a hopeful face and rested her hands on the table, slightly bending over it and looking at him with an excited, but questioning face. "Could you really do it Saber?!"

Clearly she hadn't heard his words, or she probably would have gotten her violent side out and tossed her tea in his face.. But luckily for him, she had been far too excited. She sat back down in her seat and smiled up at Reina, her new found friend and possible dress maker. She gave her the once over, looking at her dress again and beamed her lovely white teeth towards Saber. "Isn't Miss Reina awesome!" She felt her skin crawl with happiness and hadn't even realized that she was speaking about her, with her standing right beside her. It wasn't that she wanted her to go away or anything, her mind just got overly excited and she began speaking about people while they were right there, not that it was ever anything bad, though, it was pretty rude of her to do so. Sub- consciously, she was ready to be alone with the assassin, but her mind wouldn't allow the thought to sneak through, or she would probably suffer a great amount of guilt and start apologizing to Reina for no apparent reason, other than what was in her own head.

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- Notes -
Short.. but Sweet!
Hehehe~

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey